Peter’s Memories – Sex Stories

Peter’s Memories              It started with my cousin……..and?????

As I look back over my life, I think of all the exciting things I have experienced. The following story is probably one of the most unexpected events to happen to me and is turned out to be on on-going experience. I will tell the story leading up to it as it happened.

I am now a mature man of 63, about 5’11”, 160lbs, hazel eyes, and in fairly good condition. Everything still works without the aid of little blue pills. So I am still active in my sex life and loving it.

When I was seventeen and a half, my family was living in Brooklyn and my parents decided to send me to stay with my cousin in Chicago for the summer school break.

I took a job working nights for Motorola so that I would have some pocket money and usually found that I didn’t interact with my cousin and her family until dinner time.

This went on for a few months, where I went to work after dinner, came home early in the morning, showered and had breakfast and then went to bed for a few hours sleep.

My cousin usually had breakfast with her 2 kids and myself, as her husband left for work early. Then she would take the children to school and do any shopping and chores that needed to be done outside the house, so that I could catch up on my sleep.

I had my 18th birthday party with friends that I had met through work and my cousin while living at her home.

A few days later, I was lying in bed reading a Playboy magazine. I was slowly stroking my man-meat and enjoying the sensation; when in walked Jane, my cousin.

Let me tell you about Jane. At that time she was about 36years old. Although a mother of two, she had kept her figure by exercising and walking. She stood about 5′ 8″ and had a slim but curvy and toned body. She had light brown hair and gray eyes which sparkled when she laughed; which she did often. Her 2 kids were a girl 17 and a boy 15 respectively.

When she walked into my room that morning, I wasn’t sure what to do. Whether to try and cover up my hard-on or to just continue doing what I had been doing. I didn’t know if she would start yelling at me or not.

Instead, she strolled over to the bed and asked what I was doing. I replied that I was scratching an itch.

“Really,” she said.

She then put her hand under the sheet and pretended to scratch me, and then gave me a great hand job.

Over the next few days and weeks, Jane made a point of coming back quickly from taking the kids to school. Sometimes, if I was asleep, she would climb into bed with me and either give me a hand job, and eventually graduated to some mind blowing – blowjobs.

She would always find an excuse. If I was taking a shower, she came in to bring me clean towels and offered to dry my back. Other times she would join me in the shower and let me play with her. She taught me how she liked her pussy licked and sucked and we progressed to this form of sexual play as well.

She bought home some condoms one day and allowed me to fuck her. So our days progressed rapidly and by the time I went back to my family in Brooklyn, Jane and I were having full on sex every day, except for the weekends, when her family was around. We would still have a sly touch and feel if it was possible.

Her daughter turned 18 while I was there in Chicago. Now Clarice, her daughter was a model of her Mom. Her hair was the same light brown and she had gray-green eyes. Her body was well toned as she was an athlete of the first class and honed her body to the nth degree. I had always thought of her as a sexual playmate since I had first moved in, but was unable to take advantage until she turned 18.

Clarice was one of those girls who loved to tease.

Well, one day she teased me a little too much. I was passing by her room and heard her breathing quite heavily. Worried, I opened the door and asked her is she was okay. I got quite a surprise. She was lying on her bed completely nude with her eyes closed while rubbing her nipples and clit with her right hand.

“Ohhh Peter, I need you so much,” she whispered to the air.

I took that as a come-on and walked over to the bedside. Standing there watching her getting herself off was so exciting. I felt my cock start to stand up and wanted to take over for her and bring her to orgasm with my fingers first and then to fuck her silly.

She slowly opened her eyes, and stared at me.

“What are you doing in my room Peter?” she yelled at me.

“Well, I heard you cry out my name, so I came in to see what you wanted, and I think I know now what that is.”

“How would you know that, you little pervert.”

“Well, I found you pleasuring yourself, so I reckoned that I could help you.”

“Do you think you are man enough to do that Peter,” she asked.

“I’m sure I am, I can get a good reference if you really want one.”

I climbed onto the bed beside her and slipped my fingers into her sex hole. I gently rubbed it and played with it for a few minutes.

“I am going to show you now what I think a good woman should have before she gets fucked, OK.”

“What’s that? Peter.”

“Just open your legs and lie back and let me take over your body.”

“OK, but don’t hurt me will you.”

“No way, only pleasure you,”

Realizing that Clarise was probably still a virgin, I worked my way down to lie between her legs. I started to lick her right foot right up to the inner thigh and then the left one. I gradually extended the range to her vaginal lips and slowly laved them until she was squirming and twisting. I decided to go the whole way then and lifted my tongue to the area of her clit, and lapped and sucked on that. By this time, Clarice was on the edge of a massive orgasm and I just kept on licking and sucking until she let herself go completely.

She took a few moments to settle down.

“Oh Peter, where did you learn to do that, and when are we going to do it again.”

“Funnily enough, I told her, I learned it from your Mom.”

“You what ……….?

“That’s right, your Mom and I have been having sex for a couple of months now and loving it.”

Well, I can tell you that Clarice and I kept up this wonderful relationship until I went home to my family. As well as fulfilling Jane’s sexual needs, I was a kept a very busy boy. She would occasionally come to visit us and we would then continue what we started. She eventually got married and even though we stay in touch, we have never taken the relationship any further.

Jane and her family eventually moved to Arizona. I was still lucky enough to see her for many years whenever I went there on business. Her husband passed away when she was about 55 and the kids had grown, got married and moved out by then. So we re-started our relationship and continued until she passed away at the age of 75.

I must admit that I did tell Jane that I had screwed her daughter. She seemed to take it quite well. I often wondered what it would have been like to get them both together.

Oh well, that can’t happen now, but it is still in my dreams.

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Peter’s Memories Ch. 02       And then came Mom

This is a continuation of Peter’s Memories with his cousin Jane and her daughter Clarice.

Peter went home to Brooklyn after the summer break and had to settle down to some serious studying for college.

His Mom, Laura, only worked part time as a Secretary and was home most of the time and his Dad was C.E.O. of a major industrial company. Dad was due to go to Europe with the aim of selling one of the main proponents of a satellite which the company had produced recently. He expected to be away for about four weeks, so that meant I had to be the man of the house and look after Mom. Leta, my sister was at college out of State.

Mom was about 45 at the time. She had black hair and hazel eyes. She was a slim build but had a very shapely ass and, I think, about 36C tits. All in all, she was quite a sexy woman.

She didn’t seem to care or notice, as she sometimes walked around the house in just her underwear or wearing very short shorts or skirts. I often enjoyed a glimpse of her either getting dressed or naked as she came out of the shower. As you can imagine, this sent my hormones into chaos. Of course, after each one of these sightings, I was forced to retreat to the bathroom or my bedroom to relieve my bottled up frustrations.

Before going to Chicago, I would never have thought as my Mom as a sexual object, and as those occasional sightings were still happening, I started to look at her in a more seductive light. If I could win Jane over, why not Mom.

Dad left for Europe the next week and Mom settled down after a few days. I used to pass by her bedroom door every night and hear her crying out, but not actually crying. I couldn’t hear what she was saying so I stopped outside her door one night and listened closely. I could glimpse her in the mirror that was on the wall opposite the bed and it could also be seen on an angle from the doorway. As I stood there watching her, I saw her naked nipples standing out on her chest, and with the left hand on one of them, the right hand was buried into her lower groin area. I knew immediately what was happening. Mom was frigging herself. She must be missing Dad already.

Well, I thought to myself; surely I can create a situation to take advantage of her frustrations and my own.

I know, I will take her out to dinner and get her slightly drunk. Not too much as that would wipe out any desire on her part and put an end to any seduction ideas that I had.

The next morning I had breakfast all ready for her when she came downstairs.

“To what do I owe this, Peter?” Mom asked.

“I just thought that I would start to take care of you, seeing Dad isn’t here.

“I have another request as well, Mom.”

“What’s that?”

“I was wondering if you would like to come out to dinner with me tonight. I think we should do more things together before I go away?”

“Hmm, I think that would be great, darling. Where are we going and what time?”

“I will call a couple of restaurants and let you know later in the day, is that OK. I will give you plenty of time to pretty yourself up,” I replied.

I called around 4 restaurants and finally got a reservation at a very well known one which was only about 15-20 minutes from our house. I decided that we would take a taxi so that I could have a couple of wines as well.

I let Mom know and told her the cab would be at the house about 8pm.

“I’ll be ready.”

At 8pm when the cab arrived, I called to Mom. She came down the stairs and my eyes popped out of my head. She was wearing a full skirted dress with a halter neck bodice. The skirt came to about 8 inches above her knees and she was sporting stockings and 3 inch high heels.

“Well Peter, is this good enough to be seen out in, with my son.

“Wow Mom, you look gorgeous. Good enough to eat. Are you sure you want to go to dinner, ” I quipped.

We had a wonderful meal and between us we drank about a bottle and a half of a good red wine. Mom wasn’t drunk but she was a bit shaky as she stood up to go home.

I helped her into the cab and when we got home, I helped her up the stairs to the bedroom.

I left her there valiantly trying to get undressed. This was all part of my devious plan. I was hoping it would work. As she shed her garments one by one, she found that she couldn’t unfasten her bra at the back.

“Peter, Peter,” she cried out.

This was what I had been waiting for.

“Yes Mom, what is it,”

“I need your help darling, please come and help your Momma.”

“Alright Mom, I’m coming.”

I had already stripped down to my boxers and walked into her room as she sat on the side of the bed. My cock had already started to rise and I tried to hide the fact. I asked her what she wanted me to do.

“Can you please unfasten my bra for me darling, I can’t quite reach it.”

I walked round to her back and slowly managed to unhook the bra. I stood there and gazed down at those beautiful mounds of flesh. I had been dreaming and wanking to the sight of them for so long.

“That will be all darling, I can manage from here. Just get my nightie out of the top drawer for me and then I will just crawl into bed.”

I retrieved the nightie, but kept it in my hands. I offered to put it on her. She raised her arms, lifting her magnificent breast up and offering such a wonderful sight to my eyes. I lowered the article over her arms and head and as I bought my hands down with the hem of the nightie, I brushed the sides of her breasts slowly and softly.

“Mmmmm……. , Mmmmm ……. , that feels so good Peter. Your Dad hasn’t been around for a week to fondle my tits and I have missed it.”

I never said a word, and continued to press my palms against the sides of her breasts, all the while gradually working them round those glorious globes until my fingers were rubbing and softly pulling on her nipples.

“Ohhhh Mom, you have such beautiful breasts. I have thought about touching them like this for so long.”

“Oh Peter, we shouldn’t be doing this, it is wrong; but I miss your Father so much that I need to feel needed.”

“Mom, will you let me take Dad’s place for the time he is away. I know I can fulfill all your needs. It doesn’t have to go any further than you and I. It will be our little secret. Seeing Sis is not home, we do have the house to ourselves.”

“Darling, should we?”

I had kept my fingers working on her nipples and leant down and kissed her on the curve of her neck, nuzzling under her ear.

She lay back on the bed and looked up at me. She raised her arms and slid them behind my neck. Then she pulled my mouth down to meet hers. Inserting her tongue into my mouth and sucking my tongue into hers made this all seem more real. My Mom was French kissing me and I was eager to keep it going as long as possible.

I lay slightly over her and continued kissing her mouth and her neck, working my way down to her wonderful boobs. As I held one in my hand, I let my tongue loose on the other, and licked and laved it until the nipple was standing up about half an inch about the boob itself. I then changed sides and did the same thing to the other boob. Mom had her eyes closed but was close to an orgasm I think. She writhed under my body and opened her eyes and looked at me.

“Oh darling, that is so good, she whispered.

“It is going to get better Mom, that I can promise you.”

As I lay there tasting and suckling Mom’s tits, her hand crept down along my side until she reached the bane of my existence. Of course, she encountered a real hard on already.

“Well, it feels like I have something hard here. I wonder what I can do about it.”

“What do you want to do Mom?”

“I think I would love to give him some attention, I feel I have been getting most of it until now.”

“Go for it Mom, you can please yourself for as long as you like.”

Scooting down on the bed she bought her face in line with my cock as it jutted straight out into her face. Reaching round she pulled my ass closer, digging her long nails into my quivering behind. She opened her mouth and leant towards me. My cock was twitching with excitement and it jumped as she closed her full, red lips over the purple head. Her eyes locked on mine as her lips moved down the shaft. I was so erotically charged by the sight of it. Her lips slipped further and further down my hard prick. I felt one hand curl around my dangling balls. Cupping them, she lifted them up and gave them a long lick. My cock was straining in an effort to lift itself, but she kept it restrained with her mouth. She slowly backed away allowing my cock to slither out from between her lips. As it did, it jerked and slapped against my belly.

Smiling lavisously, she flicked her tongue up and down the length of the shaft and under my dangling balls. She then gently sucked his balls into her mouth, all the while, running her tongue over them.

Finally, her mouth opened and his drenched balls came slithering out

Still looking him in the eyes, she bent and slowly and sensuously twirled her hot tongue around the swollen purple head, as it jerked and twitched.

Peter’s heart was racing, he thought it would explode at any minute. His breathing coming in short, erratic gasps, as she sucked the top of his cock harder than before. He felt the head of his prick going further down until it nudged the back of her throat. She then began to suck in earnest, moving her mouth back and forth, up and down his raging shaft. Peter clutched her head with both his hands and pulled her closer. He rocked back and forth as he lazily fucked his Mom’s mouth. He was getting very close to an eruption.

“Mom, I’m cumming, ohhh ……. .”

Mom pulled her head away and grabbed hold of the base of his prick and aimed it straight into her mouth, making sure that it was all directed to the right spot. She caught every spurt of cum that he had let loose.

She then leant down again and slowly licked and sucked the last of the semen.

It was a good thing that he was laying down on the bed, otherwise he would have collapsed onto his butt.

He lay there recuperating for a few moments. Just holding her in his arms.

“I think that deserves something for you Mom. Just lay back and let me devour your wonderful pussy.”

She lay on her back and I slipped down level with her groin. Her pussy was covered with a thick, but trimmed bush of black hair. He opened her legs wide and knelt between them, gazing at this first real sighting of this wonderful piece of woman flesh. Flicking his tongue, he licked at the meaty pussy lips and dragged his tongue up and down the juicy gash. While lapping at her sweet juices, she filled his nose with the rich fragrance of her femininity. Her overheated womanhood filled his senses as he leisurely licked his way up to her clit. Flicking it with his tongue, he felt his Mother shiver.

“Oh, yes, that feels so good,” she gurgled, and pushed her pussy against his mouth and chin.

Tickling the little pearl with his tongue, he eased his finger into the tightness of her cunt. Knowing what he was doing and who he was doing it to, excited him so much. She had her hands on his head digging into his hair as she hunched her pussy up against his lips. She made soft sounds as he continued to tease her. She arched her back and bent her knees, as she thrust her breasts into the air.

“My baby …my baby ….” She murmured, thrusting herself harder against him as he raked his tongue across her cunt and clit.

Peter thought to himself, she is so fucking hot.

He slid his hands under her ass and pulled her to him and ravaged her pussy and clit. Her breathing was raspy and coming in short pant as she strained and tightened. Her breasts were bouncing around as she heaved up and down.

Peter could sense the nearness of her orgasm. He had been working towards this moment all evening. He felt so powerful that he could make his Mom cum. This would not be the last time either, if he had his way.

Her thighs started to push up towards his head, and she squeezed hard.

“Ohh God … Ohhhhh God, baby,” she finally gasped. Her back arched like a bow as her body went rigid and she began to quiver. Peter continued to work over her clit, determined to make this the most momentous event in her life.

As he pursed his mouth over her pussy, he started to feast on the nectar overflowing from her cunt, he devoured it as it spewed from her. It seemed she wasn’t going to stop, in fact, he thought she was peeing.

She eventually started to relax and looked down at him.

“Oh, my darling Peter, that was so …. So…….gooooooddd.”

After a few minutes, she slowly lifted her leg and swung it over his head and placed a foot on the floor. Then she put her other leg down. She stood up, taking hold of the bed to support her for a moment.

“That, my darling was the best Oral sex I have ever had. Your Father will only go down on me occasionally and it is very frustrating, especially as he always expects a blow job from me.”

As she walked to the bathroom, Peter couldn’t believe his luck. He had actually sucked his own Mom’s pussy. He just wished he could broadcast it, but knew that is was a secret that had to be kept between the two of them.

Mom came out of the bathroom and he watched her proud boobs as she came towards him. He loved her breasts. Although she had two children, she didn’t have any sag in them at all.

She came to the side of the bed and told him to get on his hands and knees. He didn’t know what was coming next but he complied. She lay on her back and slid under him, with her mouth reaching up to grab his cock with her lips and placing that sweet pussy under his mouth. He pushed her legs back against his upper arms and her pussy was so vulnerable. He flicked his tongue and began to lick and lap at her wet gash. He raked his tongue up and down for several moments, and finally licked his way across the tiny stretch of smooth skin between her pussy and the pink star of her asshole. Dipping his tongue into the crack, he tickled the tip of his tongue over the jutted circle of flesh.

After spending time at that destination, he worked his way back to her pussy and to that little nub of solid flesh that loved to feel his tongue tickling it.

She felt so electric, the pleasure that she was getting from her son. The feeling went on and on, and he kept it up until eventually, she was rocked by a gigantic spasm of hot semen rushing through her and out her cunt opening. Peter was there to receive it.

“Peter, I need you inside me, please put it in me,” she pleaded as she turned herself around and locked her arms around his neck.

With her legs wide open, she was ready for the deepest penetration that Peter could give her. He positioned himself above her and she reached for his cock and placed it at that wonderful opening.

“Oh Mom, this is where I have wanted to be for so long. I love you so much.”

“Oh Peter, I love you too, my darling boy.”

Peter wrapped his hand around the thick, hard shaft of his cock and aimed the tapered head down at the glorious gash awaiting him. Slowly, he fitted the tip of his prick down into the juice filled opening, easing forward, and feeding his cock into her. As he did this, she slipped her arms behind her legs, lifting them up higher. Deeper and deeper, he sank into the hot, boiling nectar that was easing him down, spreading and filling her with his shaft.

Staring into her love crazed eyes, he slowly eased back out of her, then thrust himself down hard into her, filling her…